Author: craigedson

part two about a man falsely convicted of murder and forced into a gender change. this one is from his perspective.

I was falsely acused of murder. I was sentenced to life in prison. I could not believe all this. I hoped that justice would be served. If course that had not occurred. I was convicted.

What could be worse then being falsely convicted and given a life sentence? I did not think any thing could be worse but it did. It got a lot worse.

When i was going though intake, i was given two injections. I should have known something was off. The shock of everything dulled my sances i gused. I was overwhelmed.

As it turned out, the first injection caused my penis to shrink. The injection would be given every day. With each injection, my penis would shrink even more. Eventually the penis will be almost microscopic.

For intense and perposes i would be castrated. I would be impotent. Unable to reproduce or engage in sexual activity of any kind. I had no idea how long it would be until i was totally impotent. I was basically doomed the minute i was injected with the chemical castration vile.

My penis was going to shrink and shrink. There was nothing i could do about it. If the injections stoped the shrinking would stop. The danege already incured could not be reversed. I was prety sure that that was not going to happen. I could not dare to hope for that.

The next injection made my boobs grow. The prison system was focused on punishment. There method of punushment was humiliation. Not obly did they want to contain a prisonor but they wanted to humiliate. To degrade.

Like the penis shrinking, the injection to make my boobs grow will also be given every day once a day. Each day my tits would get bigger as well.

I had a feeling that as bad as this was.it was goung to get worse and worse and of course it did. Man did it ever?

I was given my ‘uniform’ if you could call it that. My uniform was a red dress that said ‘department of corections’ on it. I had to wear a bra and panty. I had to wear wonen’s cloths. I was not a big fan of this at all.

I had to paint my fingernails and toe nail polish. They wanted me to act feminine. I was not sure what the philosophy behind this was. Was this for humiliation purposes only? Or was it desugned to nutrilize the male prisoners. The more feminine they are, the more dimure. I had no idea. I gues i realy did not need to know.

a bussinesman is falsely convicted of murder and is subjected to an unusual penalty.

In the future, criminal justice became less concerned about correcting and more concerned about punishment. This was due to outrage by the general public. The public was outraged by the spread of crime and the lenient sentence fot serious crimes.

Instead of reasonable punishments for crimes, the pendulum swung the other way. They went from the other extreme. Instead of light punishment, every crime was punushed by serious punishments.

There was no murcy. No lientcy. Every crime ment serious time. No light sentences. No minumum security. All crimimes were taken seriously. Steeling a peace of bread warented just as serious a penalty as murder.

While society was technically still a free society, it did not feel that way.any citizen without a criminal record could vote and petition the government firwa redress of government. Any crime even speeding or runing a red light or spiting on the sidewalk could leed to you losing your votings rights and citizenship. It made people paranoid. The laws were convoluted. The law books were not easily understood. They were open to interpretarion by beroucrats and judges and other law enforcement oficials.

Many inocent people were wrongfully convicted. Crimes that need not require lengthy jail sentences did leed to that. Despite calls for reform. Those calls were not heeded. That did not accur.

One of those wrongfully convicted was Jeff. Jeff had been an up and commer in society. He went to business school. He got a degree in business. He worked at an existing compony until he felt ready to help start a compony of his own with partners. The compony was very successful.

He had a great carer. One day a bussiness rival killed his partner. He framed jeff for the crime. He was carefull in covering his tracts. He provided plenty of evidence implicating jeff.

Jeff found the body. Although he called the police. The police did suspect him. The evidence did seem to implicate him. He fully cooperated with police. That did not matter. He was still arrested.

The ptosicutor was tough and relentless. Though he got a good lawyer, the ptosicuton whiped the people into a frenzy. The government presented a case that jeff was part of a mercantile class were attempting a hostile takeover. They wanted a oligarchy where government was controled by the business elites. Jeff believe he was above the law.

The jurry who were carefully handpicked by the prosecution. The jury did convict. Although jeff’s ligal team begged for murcy, the jury decided to sentence him to life in prison. He had a feeling by then that they would throw the book at him. Of course they did.

After time stil on bail, he was to report to the court house to be formerly sentenced. Then his bail would be revoked and he would be off to jail mostlikly for the rest of his life. That was how it was. He had accepted it at this point.

After the sentence he was placed in shackles. He was put on a prison transport. He was escorted to the correctional facility. This would become his life and his home for a long time.

He was taken to intake. He had worn a dark shirt with a blue shirt and red tie. He had to remove his shoes and sox. He then had to strip naked. He was ordered to undress. He complied.

He took off the sports coat. He handed it to the secuity gourd. .the corection officer took the coat. He undid his tie and pulled it off. Then he unbuttoned his shirt. He then handed it to the c.o. then he pulled his belt. The gaurd took it.

Then he unzipped his pants and pulled it to his feet. Then he removed them..he put it on a table. He then renoved the white undrrwear brief. He was now naked. He felt humiliated and dehumanized. He had no choice. He had no say in it.

He had to take a shower. He was told to wash everything. They wached him wash himself.a gourd dried him off with a towel. He was then taken back to intake.

He was put on a gurnery. His hands and feet were placed into restraints. His legs had been spread. His hands were spread out as well. His pubic hair , lag hair and every hair on his body was renoved. It was degrading.

He was taken naked to the infirmary. He was given an exam by medical oficials. He was given an injection.he was not informed what the injection was. He would not want to know.

He was given another injection. Then he was taken to the warden’s office. He hated stil being in the nude.Aperently this was standered procedure. He hoped at some point he would be provided clothing. He decided he should not ask. Asking questiones could be a violation of an unwritten rule. One that could leed to a punishment. He kept silent.

The warden told him to sit down. He complied. The chair was medle and cold.”i run a tight ship. You obey the rules. There will be no trouble. You keep to the rules ,there will be no trouble. ” the warden said.”i intend to keep to the rules sir.” he said.”good!” the warden said.

“Something else! The injection. You will be given two injections every day. One is designed to make your penis shrink. It will take time but evenualy your penis will be microscopic. You will basicaly castrated.” the warden said.

He looked at his thing. “You will have a small penis. You will have to pee sitting down. You will use to it. The other injection will cause your boobs to grow. Your hair will grow. You will experience some mood and hormonal changes as well. ” the warden said.

He was shocked. He was going to become more women. He would not be either. “From hear you will be given your uniforms. You will wear a uniform dress, bra and panty..that is required to wear all of those. ” the warden said.

He was led to a changing area. He was given a red dress,bra and panty. He was shocked. He had the gaurd help him put his bra on. He put the panty on. Then he put the dress on.he was given nail polish and toe nail. He saw other male inmates. They all wore dreses.

After a few days he noticed that his penis had already started shrinking. He saw that his boobs were growing. In a mounth he had a good size of tits. He had a teny thing now.

He could only read romance novals or watch feminine program. He tried to make the best of it. He felt more and more femine all the time. He knew in a year he would probably not recognize himself.

The end.

I had taken a hiatus from writing on wordpress. I am goung to try to write more on this site.

Craig used to be very outgoing. He was never outregious but he was fun.he was a responsible person. He was appropriate. If you needed a laugh, you could always count on him with a laugh.

He worked at a fairly good sized compony. Craig worked as a mid level manager. His superiors considered him an aset to the company. He had climb the ladder from mail room to a manager. Orher companies tried to snatch him away from them. The compony was able to keep him at the company.

Things seemed to changed for him. He was different now. He was still just a hard of a worker as he had always been. He was more quiet. He was more stoic. He did not crack jokes any more or laugh. He was far more serious now. He was not like he used to be.

He was not outgoing. He usualy kept to himself now. Before, he usualy did hang out with others. He took lunch when others did. He took lunch privately now.

People were taken aback by his new attitude. They were concern. His superiors talked to him but he assured them that he was fine . His superiors did not think his change had afected his work. They decided to keep an eye on him for warning signs, he seemed to be fine. His work was stil good.

What caused such a dramatic change in a person. Why is a bubly person now sullen and wirhdrawn? What causes that. While manny were concerned and curios no one really try to find out what was going on. No one was that caring and concerned. At the moment, it did not really effect any one else.

Craig grew up in a middle class family. His farther worked for a factory. He worked a union job. Craig put himself though college. After graduating from bussiness school, he went to work for edson industeries.

He was maried for a while. He had a kid. The marriage ended. He mostly kept to himself. He did not really date much. He did a little bit but nothing serious.

He was attractive. Women at the office liked him . Some flirted with him and he flurted back. It was always restraned. It only went so far. That was before.

He had felt weird. He had no idea why. He tried to dismiss it. He went to his doctor. The doctor had a serries of test conducted on him.

“You have penile cancer. Right now it is localized to the penile area. If we act quickly, we can stop the cancer from spred of the cancer. I am confident that we can remove the cancerous tisure for good. We have to act now. ” the doctor told him.

“What do you have to do to stop it?” craig asked. “We have to remove the cancer. I am afraid that we have to perform a full penectomy!” the doctor said .

“Your going to totaly remove my penis? ” he asked. “I am afraid given the agresive nature of this cancer, we really have no choice. If we do not give you a full and complete penectomy, the cancer will spread. If that hapends, there is no telling what damage it will do. Look basically you have two choices. Either have a penectomy or risk life and limb literally. ” the doctor said.

He knew that he had to have this surgery. He was not going to take this risk. The steakes were way too high. Though he did not want to lose his peepee, it was better to lose his thing then lose other organs or risk his life.

He took one last look at his penis. He did not want to hsve his manhood removed. Better to go though life without a privy member if it ment living he suposed.

He was prepped for surgery . he was out under. He woke up after. He did not feel different at first. When he saw it he freaked out. There was just a stump now.

He had to pee sitting down. It waa messy. He wore a diaper just for protection. He was mostly able to mantain bladder control. It was emberising. He felt like half a man now. He did not feel like a man. What was he now? Was he male or something else? That question hunted him deeply.

He tried to keep it secreet. He hardly ever took vacation time. He had plenty of vacation time and personal time. He was criptic about his vacation plans. Everyone knew the man who left for vacation was not the same person who came back.

He tried to adjust to life without a penis. He used family bathroom as much as he could. He was carefull not to have his secret revealed.

If ladies flurted with him, he rebuffed . he withdrew. He was determined to keep this secreet. He did not want anyone to know.

He joined a suport group. The group helped. A friend on a suport group urged him to find a gay person who did not mind that he no longer had a thing.

He went on gay dating sites. He met ron. Ron was cute. He explained his situation to ron. The two became friends.

One day ron pulled off Craig’s shirt. He hesitated but ron kept going. He took off ron’s shirt. Ron pulled off his pants and diapers. Ron was ok with the formerly penile area.

He licked ron’s cock. It felt so good. He lived ron things in his back. He and ron became closer and closer. Ron moved in.

He sudenly became happy again. He adjusted to the new normal. His life was not great but it worked. He turned lemons into lemonade. It worked for him. It was not glorious but it was life.

David was walking home from work one night. He had a car but he liked to walk. He did not live far from his home. He felt he could not justify using his car to travel home where he lives so close to home. He was a bit of an environmentalist. He wanted to do something to reduce his carbon footprint.

That and he liked to walk. It alowed him to destresify. He used this time to clear his head.

Tonight was a bit different. He sensed that something was off. He had no idea what it was. He was prety sure that something was a miss. He just kept walking.

All of a sudden, he fell to the ground.he had been pushed. He tried to get up but was prevented from doing so. He was pinned down.

He saw a would be attacker wearing all black and wearing a mask. The attacker got on top of him. The attacker unzipped his pants. They were pulled down.

He thought to himself. Oh i am about to be raped. The attacker ripped his underware. The attacker rubed his penis. His penis got erect.

He was apalled. Why was his thing becoming erect. He did not want to be horny. He was being violated,assaulted. He did not want to be stimulated by what was a crime committed against him. This was wrong. Yet a part of him apparently enjoyed it.

The attacker forced his thing into them.he started to suspect that this attacker was a women. Female rapists were rare but they did exist.

He felt his seed going into her. Then she pulled out a knife. Oh no he thought. She was going to kill mr he thought.

He felt his penis being cut it.he writhed in pain. He was rendered unconscious. He felt hinself fading out.

A female jogger found him. She dialed 911 on her cell phone. Ambulence arived. He was rushed to a hospital.

Detective ron kuster went to the e.r. “the victom is david elder. He is twenty five years old. He is head of the accounting officer of blanton enterprises. He was raped before the penectomy. He is stable. ” a nurse said.

He woke up groggy. He had no idea what had hapened. The doctor explaned that his thing was totaly gone.

Detective kuster believed that this was a serial attacker. He believed that There would be more.

The police put out a warning to men who walked alone. They were advised to be on gaurd at all times. While the police tried to get clues to aprehend this attacker before she can attack again.

Men in the town took heed with the warnings. Manny avoided the streets especially at night.

Dr. Donald bril was driving home. He was driving home so he did not wory himself too much. The car lost power. He tried to start it up. Nothing was happening. The car just died. The power was just sudenly gone.

What dr. Brill did not know was the attacker used an electro magnetic pulse. He saw a masked indivudel come opened the door and lunged at him.

She ripped his pants and then his underware. She got his thing erect. Then she forced it into her. After she was done his thing was cut off.

Detective kuster and his partner were called to the hospital. “The victom is dr. Donald brill. He is an attending physusion hear. He is 38-year-old and is maried with four children. His penis was removed. ” the nurse said.

“Brilent. Our killer changed tatics. She used an e.m.p and targeted a driver. ” kuster said.

“Do we have a paturn?” the police captain asked. “The targets males. The killer rapes them then takes away there ability to reproduce. The killer may have been a victom of sex crimes. This could be a way to get back.some kind of empowerment. ” kuster said.

“Is this a feminest wowier?”the captain asked. “Not quite. The killer is not fighting for eqality or dominence. This is a way to bring justice. Closure. ” kuster said.

“How do we stop this killer?” the captain said. “I dont know yet. I am still working on that. The killer is adaptive. I dont know that she will attack in the same way. It will be a male. He will be raped then emasculated. ” kuster said.

Kuster went home. He took off his shoes and sox. He liked to go batefoot. He hated sox. The climate hear nesasited wearing sox even thoughhe disliked it. He walked further inside.

He fell to the ground. The rapist. “Dont do this!” he incisted. The rapist refused to talk. “I will find you. You cannot get away not foever. “Kuster said.

The attacker did not listen. The attacker unzipped his pants. Then his underware was ripped. He tried to fight the sensation. He refused to get turned on.

His body betrayed him. He was getting turned on. She put his thing into him. She kept putting it in.

After she cut it off. He screamed in pain. He passed out. He was able to call 911. The police arived.

Detective belinda greer came in. She was so sad for him. He felt awfull. He hated not having a penis.

The trail went cold. The attacks stopped. It made sense. Attacks dont just stop. These had. Kuster tried to figure it out. He concluded that for now the goals of the attacks had been met. What were those goals?

He suspected that the unsub wanted to become pregnant. The unsub kept attacking until she get pregnant. Now he just had to find a newly pregnant women.

He did some checking. He checked the records. Brenna kage was 23. She never discussed the pregnancy. Who was the father.

She lived near the first two attacks. She had been the victom of rape. The rape accured right by the sight of the first attack. She had become pregnant but miscaried. The evidence was circumstantial.

She was brought in. She confessed imidiently. She did not try to hide it. She wanted to reclaim the power he took away. No one would date her once they found out that she had been raped. Now she was pregnant.

As it Turned out,ron was the farther. She was sentenced to life in prison. She gave birth to a healthy baby girl. Ron filed for custody of the little girl. He was granted custody.

He had a magshift hole created so he urinate. He was in pain constently. He wore a diaper as he still leaked.he took a desk job but stayed on the force.

A man wakes up a women. Not quite penectinomy but it seemed to fit hear.

Hi im Dave, well, i used to be Dave. I dont want to get too far ahead of myself. I was a lawer who ran my own practice. It was a fairly sucesfull firm. I had a prety good life. I was content. Things were prety good.

Then it all changed. I came home from work. I eat supper. I watched television. Then i changed into shorts and got into bed. I had no idea anything would change. Man it did! Did it ever?

I fell asleep. I slept peacefully. I slept all though the night. My alarm went off. I was groggy at first. I got up. I felt different. I felt weird. I did not understand it but i knew something was off. Then it was confirmed.

I looked down. I frieked out. I was stil waring the shorts i wore the night before. I had brests. Big brests. I felt them. Sure enough they were best.like women’s brests.

My legs had been shaved. It was more like the leg hair was just gone. I looked in a mirror. I screamed. I had long hair. I looked like a women. My eye collar was the same. My facial structure was basicaly the same. I looked like me just female a fied.

I did not get it at all. It made no sense.i tried not to friek out. It waa hard not to. I was in full fldge panic mode. Why wouldn’t i be?

I put a sheet over the mirror. I did not want to see it. I sat on the bed. I closed my eyes. I tried to regain my composure. It was not quite working.that did not stop me from trying.

After a few minutes, i calmed down.i opened my eyes. I took a deep breath.i did not want to pull down my tgoughts. I had a bad feeling about what i would see.

I knew i would have to check evwntualy. I decided to bite the bullet and check. I slowly pulled down my shorts.

Sure enough my penis was gone. I had a vagina. I had pubic hair. Was i a women now? Had someone altered me. A sex change operation takes time. This was far more intricate then this.

I was in shock. How did this happen? I did not like this at all? I called the office. I sounded feminine. I pretended to be my girlfreind. I called out. My assistant was surprised. She knew everything about me. I either told her or she figured it out. This took her by complete surprise. I wanted to tell her but i knew she would never believe me. I was not sure i wanted her to know. I was fairly certain i did not at least for now.

I got off the phone. I was not sure what to do. I knew i did not have not the appropriate cloths. Although i had a transformation, i did not have a wardrobe change. Whatever or whoever was behind this did not think of everything.

I could not go out. Not without the proper cloths. I needed womens cloths at least until i figured this all out.

I stayed in my shorts. I called my best friend who i went to colege with. Patrick ran his own law practice. “Hi pat its dave ” i said.

“Dave you sound diffetent?” he asked.”it is a long story. Really it is a rather short story. Well there is not a lot to tell. Its complicated. ” i said.

“Dave you ok? Your not making a bit of sense. ” he remarked. “Look can you get some womens cloths and bring them to my apartment? ” i asked.

“Dave? Are you taking up cross dressing? “He asked. “Like i said its complicated. Can you do it?” i asked. “Yes i will be right there. ” Patrick said.

He came in record time. He lookedme over. Some how he knew it was me. “Your in luck. My x left some of her cloths at my place. Now tell me whats going on!” he demanded to know.

“Well i woke up like this. I have no idea what is going on. It makes no sense. I am fully women. Even my ..” i started to say.

“I get it” he said. “You beleve its me. I thought it would be like your science fiction tv where you spend half of the episode proving im me.” i commented.

“You stil act like you. I just know. I cant explain it. ” he said.”if you will excuse me. I realy want to ger dressed. It is odd having my bobbs stiking out. ” i said.

I put on a panty and a gray skirt. I put on a pink blouse. I put on flip flops. I felt weird. I thanked him.

I went to my doctor. He knew me quite well. I stil had a scar near my knee. I had other marks that proved i was me. I explaned to him precisely what had happened. He listened intently. He wrote some things done. He took a lot of notes.

I had no idea what he was thinking. Did he know what was going on? Did he at least have a hint or a clue? I realy hoped so.

He said almost nothing. This woried me. It worried me a lot. I wanted to know what was happening. I hoped he had an answer.

“You are now biologically a women. You have all working girl parts. You are going to go though a menstral cycle. You can have babies. ” the doctor said.

“How did this happen?” i asked. “I have seen this happen before.its rare. It has hapened. I have a theory. ” the doctor told me.

“Ok! What is it?” i asked. ” well, men and women are not that different. Every human is a bit male and female.we have testosterone and estrogin. I suspect that some people have the ability to change sax. Perhaps you subconsciously willed yourself to be female. ” he said.

“I love being male. I love being mescaline. Why would i want to be a girl? ” she asked. “I dont know. ” he said.

“I want to be a girl? Great!” i said. I decided to go home. Patrick checked up on me. I explaned everything to hin.

“Are you trapped as a girl? ” he asked.”i have bo idea. I am getting weird hormones. ” i said. “Must be strange. ” he said.

I was gerting horny. I have been atracted to him for a while. I was not gay but i liked him. I took a chance and kissed him. He did not recoil.

He pulled off my blouse. I took off his shirt. He pulled off my skirt. I took off his pants. He pulled off my bra and panties. I took off his breef.

We kissed. He got inside me. He kept thrusting. I begged him to keep going. We cuddled afterward.

I became more and more feminine. My brain acted more feminine. I began to cook. I read romance novals. I thought like a female. I painted my nails. I got interested in fashon.

I decided to shut down the office. I pretended that i was getting maried to mystery girl. We were going to tour eroupe snd assia. We did not know when we would be back.

I changed my name to Dana. Patrick and i got maried. I got pregnant and had twin daughters. To the best of my knowledge no one else beside and my doctor have knowledge of this.

I have come to realize that this was what i wanted. I waa happy as a women. Life is good.

I was falsey convicted of atenpted rape. I was walking one night. I walked near a young lady. She freaked out and screamed. The police arived. The next thing i knew i was arrested.

I was convicted despite no evidence. There was no crime. The jury did not buy it. I am going to jail for 20 years. I was taken to the prison infirmary.

I wore a gray t shirt jeens and sandles. I was told to take off my sandles. I was told to strip naked. I pulled off my shirt first. Then i took off my jeens then my underware.

While naked i was given an examination. After i was given a few injections. I had no idea what the injectons were for.

“Your going to be given these injections every day.” the nurse said “what are these injections?” i asked. I knew i should not have asked. I was going to find out eventualy any ways so why not ask. I really do regret asking. Oh well. I cant change it now i suppose.

Great i thought . i was given a bra and womens panty. I was given a prison isue t shirt and a prison isue skirt. I was taken to my cell.

My cell mate hugged me. He wore an orange prison issue shirt and skirt. He seemed kind. We cuddled on a coat. He was soft.

I started to cry. He held me. I began to suspect that i was also injected with female hormones like estrogin. It could just be an afect of the drugs we were given.

Later on i went to pee. My penis had indeed shunk. It had not decreased alot. Enough for me to notice. My boobs were growing. They were itchy. I asked to see my cell mate’s penis. His pee pee was realy small. He said it used to be huge. He said he missed it but he was at peace with it now. He had fully accrpted it. It was not a big deal any more. He assured me i would feel the same way in time. I was not sure if i believed it. I have no evidence to refute what he said so i did not try. He very well could be right even though i did not see it.

We cuddled in bed that night. We cuddled all night. The next day we were woken up by staff. We had to strip naked.

We showered. My cell mate and i cleaned each other off. I enjoyed cleaning him especially cleaning his privates. I enjoyed cleaning his as well. Then we were alowed to leave. We cleaned each other off.

I was given another injection. My penis was futher reduced and my tits went up. I felt weird. I became more feminine. I had to pee more frequently.

Every day my boobs got bigger and my thing got smaller. I hated this. As time went on i got more used to it. I had no choice.

I have a really smal thing. I have had to get bigger bra. I am not sure what i am at this point. Am i male or female or something in between. I have no clue. The end.

I was very weak. i woke up in my hospital bed. I was suprise how weak i was. I suspected that the drugs stil had not totaly worn off. I felt realy weird. I had never had major surgery before so this was a new fronteer for me. I still felt like this was abnormal. I really did not like it. Not at all.

I decided to ring the nerse. It was a short period of time before the nurse arrived. I had never met the nurse before. She appeared to have a very ling face. It could just be rested sas face syimdrome. I had no bases to judge that. I had a sneky suspicion that the surgery did not go off without a hitch. For some reason i was certain of that.

“Your awake?” the nurse said. “Did you think that i would not wake up?”i asked. She looked me over.she took my sats and recorded them on my chart. She never answered my questione. If i was not concerned before, i certainly was now. Something was defiantly up.

She completed the test. She asked me some medical questions. Then she left. She told me that the doctor would be there soon.

Then after a while several doctors and nurses entered. They all had stern faces. I had no idea if this is bad news or that.

“Mr. Braden you came in for knee surgery?” the doctor asked in more of a rherorical question. ” yes i was. ” i replied.

“There was a complication.” a women dresed in a white lab and blouse and skirt. I later learned that she was a pyschologest who specialized in trauma. She headed up the hospital malpractice commite.

“What kind of complications? ” i asked. ” the surgical team got yout chart misplaced with another. The error was not uncovered until after the procedure occured.”the doctor who appeared to be in charge said.

I really did not like like where this was going. I tried not to jump ahead.i mearly listened. I tried to keep calm and remain objective.

“You see mt braden you were suposed to have knee replacement. That was not the surgery that was performed. “A younger doctor that had been silent before said.

“Ok! What procedure was performed?” i asked. I was getting a bit agitated. I tried to mantain my composure. By the way people were acting i was begining to think this was serious then i suspected. In retrospect as bad as the senerios i came up with, the truth was far worse.

” well mr. Braden your chart was switched with a patient that was sheduled to have a penectomy. ” the lead doctor said.

“Oh no! You got to be kidding! Please tell me you did not remove my penis! ” i said. I removed the blanket. I went inside my hospital gowan. I had a diaper on. I opened the diaper.

My penis was gone. It had totaly been removed. They created a hole that i could urinate it. It looked crude. I wanted to scream. I did not want to show any greef in front of them. These strangers. Those who caused this. Those who screwed up.

I was stuned. How could this had happened. How could they have messed up this bad? What i was going to do. I has lost my male privy member. What was i? I was half the man. I was a eunuch. I was out raged sad and every orher emotion in between.

What was even worse was that she had performed the knee surgery. They wanted to reshedule the original operation at a later date. I told them that was not going to hapen.mayby at some point i might have that surgery done. That would not be done at this hospital. I could not get out of hear fast enough.

I was glad that the surgical team left.i felt awful. I could not believe this. I wanted to cry but i would not cry hear. They do not get to see my years.they had broken me but i was not totaly destoyed. I stil had my dignity. I would not throw that away.

The pain came and went. I was given drugs. I wanted to go home. The doctors felt it would be unsafe. I demanded to speak to an ombudsman. I even mentioned the possibility of geting a judge to order me released. A kind of habeas corpus. They convinced me to go to a short term rehabilitation center. As long as i got out of this place it was fine. Being. In a touture chamber in the middle ages would be preferable to hear.

I was sent to a rehab hospital. I was given pain killers. I was given the option of reconstructive surgery that would resrore a penis. I did not want any more surgery.

I was sligly incontinent. I kept wearing a diaper. I was not sure if i was male or female any more.i got estrogin injection.eventually i was able to go home.my sister let me stay with her. My family helped me out. I had a wheal chair but could walk on my own power most of the time.

I sued the hospital. I was given a lot of mony. I used the nony to pay my medical bills and legal bills and other debts.i did not use a cent of it for anything but bills most of whitch waS incured due to the incident. That was all i cared about.

I tried to move on as best as i could. I would make the best of it. I would go on.

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